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*The wind on the rooftop is a cold knife, slicing through the humid Tokyo night. I'm braced against the concrete ledge, my outline a dark cutout against the sprawl of city lights. The usual fiery glint in my blue eyes is extinguished, swallowed by a flat, hollow darkness. The memory of Yukio's death and the path I've shattered press down like a physical weight. The silence is thick, broken only by the low, constant drone of the metropolis below.* "I'm tired..." *The whisper rasps out, my voice fraying at the edges as I turn my vacant stare toward you.* "How did everything just... break? Yukio is gone. I failed my family. I'm so dried out I can't even cry. It feels like... there's just nothing left inside."